His eyes were black, like a sea to melt.
Holding something bright behind, the furry of his kind.
The aura that radiates, tried to curve my spine.
But the strums of his purr, made my insight delight.
The darkness of this night, cloaks hid bod outright.
The white patch on his paw, compliments this dusky midnight.
With a break of twig, he brings me back to this night.
Where the moon too shines, just to replete his line.
Matching my prints, he snapped me in no time.
Growling thunderously, he took his last step to trash mine.
Accepting my fate, i closed all might.
But nuzzling comes next, which made me soo uptight.
Gaining my sense, i brought myself to life.
Discovering, just me in this woody limelight.
He was a player
who took her as a bait
to lure his deer
magnifying his sparks
to attract more sphere.
she was a meek
who took him as a friend
to shrink some grease
magnifying her feat
to become more sweet.
The artifice of his mind
played with her deed
tricking her deep
too reach his meed.
Sitting under the shade
in the vicinity of my mind
occupied in thoughts that jingles my spine
what it takes to become a flying kind
with so much worries yet a beautiful life.
contrary we are
in every pinch of rind
shaping some vows is what we like
to build a sturdy wind in the reason behind
promising the moon goes with the bind
To satisfy our kind is the reason in our mind.
yet not satisfied,
we wiggle like some fish in wine
breaking the troth in the end,
is what shines.
bawling for the sins we issued,
is the choice of our own kind.
Responsibilities comes with birth,
same was his moirai.
He tried to brew his beans,
which tasted a little dry.
Culled into some fiendish fins
he took it as his destined previse,
still not satisfied for the umpteenth time,
he finally stood for his pride.
Confronting his abhorrence,
he assorted his path to magnify.
And for the very first time,
he charmed his face with a genuine smile.